C154 Don't be so Nice to Me

Wei Qing let him go slowly.

Yan Chuyang sat to the side with his head lowered and whispered, "You think …" Shall I go? "

Wei Qing's pupils darkened. He didn't know why, but he suddenly wanted to smoke.

"Do you want to go?" the man asked after a long silence.

"I want to go." Yan Chuyang nodded without hesitation